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Cold
My mornings
Seem so dreary
The daytime
Makes me weary
But I flourish with the night
The sun
Makes things too warm
I wish
For a summer storm
But not to cause a fright
I burn
In the heat
No snowflakes
At my feet
How I long for such a sight
The snow
Is my friend
The nights
Always mend
I wish that winter
Would never end.
